A/N: I don't own Sonny with a Chance or any of it's characters. The song "The Blues" is written by Guns 'N Roses with a few changes to fit the story.

"Okay everyone, let's grab lunch," Henry Blanco said. He was Sonny's new producer. She was working on a new album. Sonny had taken three years off after last tour where she fired her manager Joshua. Now, she was ready to record a new album.

Sonny wasn't happy with her last album, Compromised. She felt it didn't sound like she wanted it to. It was like all the other pop singers out there. It was an overproduced, dance club CD. Sonny wanted to sound like herself, get back to her singer-songwriter roots. And so, here she was, finishing up her new album, Raw.

Sonny walked out of the recording booth.

"That sounded great," Henry said. "Your voice goes real well with the piano."

"Thanks," Sonny replied. "I've been working really hard to make sure everything is perfect."

"Don't worry, it will be. We'll need a couple of more takes before we send it to the sound engineers. Now go and enjoy lunch and then we'll finish up."

Sonny smiled. She had worked really hard on her new material. Last album, she delegated too much. As a result, the music was less hers. She was just the voice. Now, Sonny was back in charge.

While walking out of the studio, Sonny walked towards the parking garage. In the lobby, she heard a voice from her past.

"I thought that music was familiar," the voice said. Sonny knew that voice, but couldn't place it. She turned around and saw Trey Brothers sitting down. "Well, it seems the dabbler is fully involved now."

"Trey?" Sonny was a little shocked. She hadn't seen Trey since he was supposed to be a guest on So Random. That was her first time singing in front of an audience and had got her hooked. Her dream of being the biggest singer-songwriter started that day. In some weird way, she felt she had to thank Trey for trying to steal her song. It was the only time she was willing to share it with someone and it did pay off.

"What are you doing here?" Sonny asked.

"I have the studio booked now," he replied. "I'm working on my next project. It's my newest original idea."

"Original idea?" Sonny questioned, folding her arms in front of her and raising an eyebrow. She didn't really believe him after he had tried to steal everyone else's idea years ago.

"Yeah. I've still got plenty of my own. It was just easier to take yours." He smiled. He still looked great, with his permanent five o'clock shadow.

"I guess so."

"Look, I'm not one who apologizes, but I'm sorry about trying to steal your song. I just thought you were a dabbler. I thought you didn't have the passion that's needed for a life in music. I was wrong."

Sonny was shocked. Trey seemed like such a jerk back then. I guess we've both grown up a lot.

"Thank you," was all Sonny could manage to say.

"I've got to get going, can't keep the producer waiting," Trey said. "Looks like we'll be seeing more of each other. I'll see you around."


Chad got out of the bed, while some woman was still sleeping. He gathered up his clothes, put them on, and walked out of the door. Chad got in his car and drove back to his place. When he walked in the door, it seemed so empty. He turned on the lights and flopped down on the couch.

He had been going through the Hollywood starlets like candy. Every month there was a new woman on his arm. Chad couldn't remember the last time he was in a steady relationship. It was probably with Tawni. After that, it had been all downhill for him.

He did know that there was something about each girl. They all reminded him of the only girl who he ever was in love with. They had something that reminded him of Sonny Monroe. Sometimes it was the brown hair. Another seemed to have her eyes that he could get lost in. Another had her full lips. Another had her sense of humor. But it was all just pieces of her. No one had the full package.

As much as it ate him up inside, he put on a false front. To the world he was C.D. Cooper, young, successful, and had anything he wanted. He hadn't acted like this since the glory days of Mackenzie Falls. He was a heartthrob again and living the lifestyle of one.

Chad picked up the CD that was on the coffee table. It was his newest. There he was, black suit, white shirt, skinny black tie, and sunglasses. He was leaning against a wall, holding a sunflower. The album was called Wallflower. On the CD, he looked absolutely cool. Chad felt so uncool.

He tried to forget Sonny, but he couldn't. She had moved on and left him behind. Not that he didn't try. He wrote a song for her, but it didn't work. Now, he was just trying to put it all behind him. Get caught up in the lifestyle. Maybe then he would feel like he acted. Chad put the CD down and went to his bed to try and sleep.


Sonny was driving back to her place. The rest of the studio session went well. But what had turned into a couple of takes became more and more. Henry wouldn't let Sonny settle for anything less than her best. That's why he was a legend in the music business. He also wouldn't work with an artist more than once.

A few more sessions and the album would be complete. Sonny knew what was next. There would be a huge press release. After all, it was her first new album in years. But she had a new team and better management. Sonny was more in charge than before and she wouldn't let her work load become too much.

Pull out of the parking lot, Sonny turned on the radio.

"Welcome back to 97.1," the DJ said. "This is fresh off the request line. It's the latest from C.D. Cooper. Here is 'The Blues.'"

All the love in the world
Couldn't save you
Or the innocence inside
You know I tried so hard to make you
Oh. to make you change your mind

And it hurts too much to see you
And how you left yourself behind
You know I wouldn't want to be you
Now there's a hell I can't describe

So now I wander through my days
And try to find my ways
To the feelings that I felt
I saved for you and no one else
And though as long as this road seems
It ain't the same without my Sonbeams
And while everything else is complete
It leaves a taste that's bittersweet
That's called the blues

I don't know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
Though it's not what you planned
This much is true
What I thought was beautiful
Don't live inside of you
Anymore

I don't know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
Though it's not what you planned
This much is true
What I thought was beautiful
Don't live inside of you
Anymore

What this means to me
Is more than I know you believe
What I thought of you now

Has cost more than it should for me
What I thought that was true before
Were lies I couldn't see
What I thought was beautiful

Is only memories

Sonny pulled into her driveway, with tears in her eyes. She knew how much she had hurt Chad when she was with Joshua. Sonny knew that she wanted to get back together with Chad, she just didn't know how anymore.